The expression on Lin Xuan's face shifted uncertainly. He truly was rather startled. How could there be someone here? Had Old Monster Xu discovered his tracks?
No... that wasn't right. If it really were that old fellow, he could have ambushed him halfway. There was no need to wait specifically in the Treasure Pavilion. After all, Peacock Fairy was no easy person to deal with either.
At this thought, Lin Xuan's heart eased, but what followed was even greater doubt. Fortunately, the other party had not discovered him. Lin Xuan hurriedly took a Hidden Spirit Pill from his robes and swallowed it, then fully restrained his aura.
Broken, intermittent voices continued drifting into his ears, but there seemed to be some restriction in place, so he could not hear them very clearly. Lin Xuan's shoulders swayed, his figure turning indistinct as he carefully skimmed forward.
A distance of about a hundred zhang passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Xuan examined the building before him, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.
Though it was called the Treasure Pavilion, its layout was actually much the same as an ordinary secular estate. Its area was not very large either, only seven or eight mu, small and exquisite.
The voices were coming from inside.
A transparent barrier flickered in and out of sight, its light wavering. Lin Xuan's expression could not help turning somewhat ugly. With his attainments in formations, he could naturally tell at a glance that this restriction was not anything particularly formidable, but breaking it would definitely alert the people inside.
Lin Xuan did not want to beat the grass and startle the snake.
Just who were they? They did not seem like Spirit Herb Mountain cultivators. This Treasure Pavilion was clearly layered with restrictions, so